[ For what it's worth, any touch from Gerome is a comfort. Because Inigo knows better than most the walls Gerome builds between himself and the rest of the world - he doesn't wear his heart on his sleeve like he does, so a gentle hand from him means so much more.
It takes him a moment or two, but eventually Inigo (very reluctantly, he wants to just soak in the warmth and heaviness of Gerome's hands for a little longer) pulls away to wipe his eyes and smile softly. ] Do you... Would you like me to show you around? This castle's unlike anything we've seen in Ylisse.
[ He offers Gerome his hand, though he doesn't expect him to take it. ]
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It takes him a moment or two, but eventually Inigo (very reluctantly, he wants to just soak in the warmth and heaviness of Gerome's hands for a little longer) pulls away to wipe his eyes and smile softly. ] Do you... Would you like me to show you around? This castle's unlike anything we've seen in Ylisse.
[ He offers Gerome his hand, though he doesn't expect him to take it. ]